It's me comin' at you From the land beyond I'm up here in heaven Where I belong I'm gonna yell you my story About a man who's down in hell He ain't up here anyway As far as I can tell This man stole my name He stole my soul They're so holy up here They don't understand But he even tried to steal my jellyroll So here it is, my story Here it is from the top
My name is Sonny Boy Williamson I come from Jackson, Tennessee Being a man named Sonny Boy Might bother you, it never bothered me none My mother loved me, my wife did too I had a dream and the dream come true I wrote some songs that to people knew Like "Good Morning School Girl" and "Jackson Blue" Around the time of the great migration The blues run up the river, spread across the nation I run up with 'em caused a great sensation Selling biscuits on the radio in Chicago Out on the Westside to see the sights Turned a corner, see my name in lights Said I'd been playin' there for 14 nights This I had to see This big old ugly cat was on the stage Twice my size, about my age Played six songs, five were mine If I said he was good I'd be lyin'
Then he says "What's my name?" The crowd says "Sonny Boy!" He says "What's my name?" They go "Sonny Boy!" And he says "What's my name?" I said "Hold it, My name is Sonny Boy Williamson. The one from Jackson, Tennessee. Don't know who you are Or where you come from, But one thing I do know, You ain't me, son." I looked in his eyes And they was red As was the rangtang hair dye All over his head Scared me so bad I ran outside Looked for a place to hide Run 'round a corner Smack into a robbery They were shootin' each other But they hit me Next thing I know I came up here In the middle of my 34th year
Now I'm the only bluesman in heaven It makes me kind of sad I know only one Who dies so young Didn't have the time To do nothing bad As for Sonny Boy Two The man who stole my name He went on to glory, fortune and fame He's the one who went to England Tried to teach those English boys the blues He said what do I have to lose? Well, it killed him Yeah, it killed him
I'm the only bluesman in heaven And I'm lonely as can be Lord, if you're listening Hear my plea Send up a bluesman To play the blues with me
This is Sonny Boy Williamson Number One That's my story I'm doneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
